[Intro: Atlantic Starr & Jay-Z]

Oh, that's how long (that's how long)

That's how strong (that's how strong)

I'll be lovin' you, baby

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

[Verse 1]

Yeah, CyHi

Huh, this flow deserve a Kevin Liles

The shit can't help but touch you like a pedophile

My people say I stressed 'em out so I left the house

Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players

Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile

A special child with some things I need to reconcile

Cydel Young, got my rap name from sellin' loud

'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow

I grew up stealin' money out my momma purse

Now I'm buying everything I promised her

She don't want nothing else on this Earth but see her son in church

But just the night before, we was robbin' and runnin' work

Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred worth

Beretta under the undershirt if you wanna lurk

Had money on my head, some niggas wanna murk

I used to rub my tummy like my stomach hurt

'Cause I hate the place I'm in, I don't even feel safe with friends

My life is too stressful to bring a baby in

If you not 'bout the mission, can't be my lady then

Relationships can get kinda Rocky, my Adrian

Especially when it's your night at the Apollo

Huh, I might Basquiat the Picasso

Talkin' to Pablo, FaceTiming from Croatia

He said, "CyHi be patient, you know your time is getting..."

[Chorus: Atlantic Starr & Jay-Z]

Closer, well well

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

[Verse 2]

Cyhi, huh

My partner robbed Peter 'cause he owe Paul

.38 snub, the revolver got a nose job

I used to talk to the plug long distance

Heard echoes 'cause they was listening, damn that was a close call

Can't doze off, the cousin of sleep is sure to get you

Bemoan a pistol, when I draw, you know it's stipple

Niggas switch sides, your partners'll "Above The Rim" you

Ever been in the middle of preying on some niggas, hoping the Lord forgive you?

If I don't go ten times platinum

I'm the closest thing to diamond with rhyming Swarovski crystals

Huh, I'm not here for the shits and giggles

Tell my sisters that I'm almost home, I hit a triple

Got caught for travelin' 'cause I was tryin' make it double

Stayed at the brickhouse but what's funny, the shit was stucco

Hurt to see my class walk, and I ain't get to graduate

My parents washed their hands with me like before you grab a plate

I was on punishment, still coming in after eight

The belt don't hurt no more, she can tell when she look at my face

I was a castaway, had to learn how to navigate

Through the alleyways then pull up on you the Cali' way

Huh, I did some shit I can't elaborate

Tried to serve some niggas I ain't know, that was my last mistake

And Satan, I know I'm one of your favorite soldiers

But I can't help you no more, 'cause me and Christ is getting...

[Chorus: Atlantic Starr & Jay-Z]

Closer, well well

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

Closer than close

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

Closer, well well

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late to come together

Closer than close

T-to all my brothers, it ain't too late